And The Sweat Between
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shadowhiveAnd The Sweat Between
Pairing: Darran Smith/Jay James/Rich Boucher
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Kinktober day 5: Sweat and collaring
Warnings: Bdsm, rubber
Notes: Sequel to this, which I had a feeling I’d do when I wrote it.
Rich had been in two minds about this whole tour. On the one hand it was amazing to be onstage with the guys again, performing in front of crowds of fans again. There was really nothing like it and he knew that they would be doing this all over again.
On the other hand he was eager for the tour to end and had been looking forward to it since it had begun. It had been on his mind a lot, that day when he had walked in on Darran lying on his bed, covered head to toe in rubber.
His new master had took his measurements for his own suit and then the three of them had a chance to talk after Darran’s hood was removed. Rich had got some of his questions answered about their relationship and their dynamic. Most of the questions led to further questions, but they seemed all too happy to answer them.
When he left the next day he had a collar on, but not around his neck, but around his lower leg.
It was still there now, as they did the soundcheck for their second to last show, at Cardiff. Everything seemed to be fine and he was about to excuse himself to get something to eat.
But then he saw Darran out of the corner of his eye at the side of the stage, only he wasn’t alone. Beside him stood Jay, a slight smirk on his face as he watched them. He was dressed much the same as he was that fateful day, his muscular arms on display and Rich almost played the wrong chord. Thank fuck for muscle memory.
“Hey Jay!” Matt spoke up as soon as he saw them and the whole band that was onstage turned their attention to them, instruments being set down which Rich was grateful for. “It’s good to see you again man.”
“You too.” Jay smiled as he walked onstage with Darran. The others probably wouldn’t notice, but Rich caught that Darran was walking a few paces behind him. “It’s been far too long. I’m excited to see you guys play later.” His eyes met Rich’s and a shiver went through him. “Darran’s gonna show me around the venue, fancy joining us Rich?”
“Yeah, of course.” Rich nodded, swallowing before looking at the others. “I’ll see you guys later.”
Jay grinned and gave the others a wave, before heading offstage with Darran and Rich behind him.
***
Rich had half expected the tour to be a pretence to get them into some quiet space, so was surprised when it was a genuine tour of the venue. There were various members of the crew and staff milling around pretty much everywhere they went, so it wasn’t as if there wasn’t much privacy. He missed the old days where you could just duck in an unused room and get head.
They spent the time making small talk, with Jay asking how the tour was going and other questions like that.
It wasn’t until they arrived in the band’s dressing room that Jay turned to look at him, that smirk back on his face. “You might be pleased to know that your suit has arrived and it’s waiting for you.”
“Yes master, I’m looking forward to wearing it.” Jay smiled, reaching up and tracing his fingers along Rich’s cheek, down to his neck.
“Oh I know you are.” His voice was soft as he spoke, his fingers surrounding his neck but not squeezing. “I bet you’ve been wanting every chance you get, picturing yourself in it.” It was true, along with memories of Darran in his own suit. He nodded wordlessly and Jay smirked. “Well you better not touch yourself again.” His fingers squeezed his throat, but only slightly, enough to make him gasp. “Understand?”
“Yes Master.” Rich nodded, a little breathless.
“Good.” Jay removed his hand completely, grinning. “Now, let’s get back to the tour. I assume this place has somewhere to eat, because I’m hungry.”
***
There wasn’t time for them to have a moment alone the rest of the day. The closest they’d got was when Darran and Jay kissed when the band came offstage. That, of course, raised questions from the rest of the band, but Jay ducked out without answering them.
Then it was all a bit of a rush, a mix of getting everything packed up, meeting fans and all the other general post show activities. By the end of the night they were back on the bus, driving to their last show of the tour down in London.
***
A few days later he was back at Darran’s place, anticipation making his heart race. He’d been thinking about returning here all tour, but these last days had been harder because he couldn’t actually do anything with those thoughts. Sure he probably could have took his dick in hand somewhere and wanked until he came but he’d have a feeling that Darran would know somehow. And even if he didn’t, he would know and he didn’t want to disappoint his new master even though he wasn’t there.
After saying goodbye to the others Darran had driven them back here. He’d offered to make a detour back to Rich’s to drop his things off, but he didn’t see the point. After all it’s not like he’d need them, for a few days at least.
Once they were stood outside the door, Darran rang the doorbell and waited. They didn’t have to wait long as soon the door open and Jay stood there, dressed much like he was that first day. He worked tight leather trousers and the sleeveless tee was white this time. “Ah good, you’re both here.” He smirked as he looked at them both, both setting his gaze on Darran.
“Yes master.” Darran bowed his head slightly and Jay reached up, wrapping a black collar around his neck, buckling it in place.
“Head upstairs and get in your suit.”
“Yes master.” Darran replied and, when Jay stepped aside, he disappeared up the stairs.
Jay then fixed his gaze on Rich and he saw that he had another collar in his hand. “Let me put this on you.”
“Yes master.” Rich crouched down a little to make it easier and Jay repeated what he did to Darran, buckling it in place before stepping inside and gesturing Rich to follow. He wasn’t sure why, but having the collar around his neck just felt right, even more so than the strap that was around his leg.
“You haven’t touched yourself since we last met have you?” His tone was almost conversational as he led him into the living room, much to Rich’s surprise.
“No master.” He replied honestly. “Though it has been hard.”
“I expect so, your filthy mind is no doubt filled with depraved thoughts.” Jay turned to face him, smirking as he looked him up and down. “You will strip naked and remain standing here until I return for you.”
Rich swallowed but nodded. “Yes master.”
And then Jay was gone, without another word, leaving him alone to undress. Rich took his shoes off first, setting them near the door and then he took off his jacket, draping it over the back of the nearest chair. His t-shirt joined it, followed by his jeans and then his underwear, leaving him naked apart from the strap around his neck and his collar. He put his hands behind his back as he waited, taking a few deep breaths, wondering what was going on upstairs.
Of course Darran was putting on his rubber suit again, but what was Jay doing? Was he just watching? Was he restraining him? Was he fucking him? He hoped it wasn’t the latter, but then again he didn’t know if Jay was as pent up as they were.
His thoughts were interrupted as he heard footsteps come down the stairs. Jay soon entered the room, giving him an approving look as he took him in. Following a few steps behind him was Darran, covered in shiny black rubber from the neck down. “Good boy. You follow instructions well.” Rich felt an excited sniffer run through him at Jay’s words. “I assume that you’re now ready for your first experience with rubber?”
“Yes master.” Rich replied, his eagerness obvious to his own ears and Jay seemed amused.
“Good.” He looked at Darran, stroking his rubber chest. “Stay here until I call for you.” Darran nodded, leaning into the touch and Jay kissed him briefly, before glancing back at him. “You, come with me”
“Yes master.” Rich nodded and followed him out of the room, going back up the stairs. Jay led him past Darran’s room, instead opening up another bedroom, stepping inside and gesturing to the bed. There, lying across the sheets, were two rubber suits. One was transparent making it almost invisible against the sheets, while the other was a deep purple.
“Obviously Darran has a claim on black rubber and, as appealing as it would be to have you matching, I thought something different would work better. This one.” He stepped closer to the bed and ran his fingers along the clear one. “I got so I’d be able to enjoy your ink while you wore it. While this one.” His hand went to the purple. “Well, I just thought it would suit you.” He looked from the rubber to Rich with a slight smirk. “As it’s your first time you can pick which one you want to wear.”
He stepped away from the bed, moving to stand against the wall. “Pick one and put it on. Take your time if you need to.”
“Thank you master.” Rich stepped closer to them, looking between them both. He reached for them and stroked the shiny material, marvelling at how it felt like he rubber Darran had worn when he was last here. His dick twitched a little as he thought how it would feel against his skin. He looked between the two suits and they really did seem identical apart from the colour. He could definitely see the appeal of the one which would show off his ink, but he was more drawn to the other one.
He grabbed the purple one off the bed, pulling down the zipper at the back and stepping into it, sliding it up his body in the same way Darran had shown him at his previous visit. The rubber clung to his skin and he let out a soft moan from the sensation, sliding his hands into the arms of the suit.
“Good choice.” Jay spoke up from behind him, closer now and he pulled up the back zipper of the suit, sealing him inside. He placed a hand on Rich’s side, guiding him to turn around and he looked him over. “Mmm it suits you.” He shifted his hand to stroke over his chest, looking up to meet his gaze. “How does it feel?”
“Good master.” Rich replied, taking a few moments to take it in before continuing. “It feels tight, but in a good way.”
“Good.” Jay’s fingers kept moving lower, stopping to cup his bulge through the rubber. “Both suits came with matching hoods, but we’ll leave them off for now.” He gave Rich’s cock a squeeze, making him let out a needy moan. “I’m guessing you want something else now don’t you?”
Rich nodded, his hips rocking into his touch and Jay chuckled softly. “Yes master, please.”
“Of course you do.” Jay stoked his fingers back up the rubber that covered him and he smirked. “Be a good slut and bend over the bed then stay there.”
“Yes Master.” Rich felt a shiver of excitement go through him as turned around and bent over the bed, sticking his ass out in his direction.
Jay slapped his rubber clad ass hard, the material dulling what he actually felt, but it still sent a jolt through him. “I’ll be back.” He heard Jay move and then he was out of the room and Rich had to stop himself from letting out a needy sound. He thought that Jay was heading to the other room, maybe to get some lube or something, but instead he could hear him head down the stairs. He could only assume, and hope, that he was just going to get Darran.
He stayed there, laid across the bed, for what felt like a long time but was probably only a few minutes. He felt himself sweat under the rubber, the feeling making him squirm slightly. Eventually he heard footsteps come back up the stairs, and he could tell that it was two people. For a brief moment his mind had the thought that the other person wasn’t Darran, but was someone else entirely. The thought made his cheeks flush, though he quickly shook it from his head. He waited with bated breath for them to join him, but instead heard them move around in one of the other rooms meaning he had to wait longer. Fuck, the anticipation was killing him.
“Good boy, you stayed put.” Jay spoke in his soft voice from the doorway and Rich felt relieved, but didn’t respond. “Now let’s work on giving you want you want hmm?” He heard Jay get closer, then felt his hand on him, running his fingers down the back of the rubber suit. “Mmmm this really does suit you.” His fingers gave his ass a squeeze, before slowly pulling down a zipper. It was in roughly the same place as the one he’d undone on Darran that faithful day, and he felt air hit his ass which made him let out a soft gasp. “Now let’s get to work opening you up.”
He heard a few sounds behind him and he could picture Jay squirting lube over his fingers, slicking them up. His dick twitched in the rubber, even before he felt his touch on his skin, parting his cheeks to expose his hole.
“Mm…” Jay hummed to himself and Rich felt him spit on it before he started to work two fingers into him. Rich let out a moan at the intrusion, squeezing his eyes shut. It had been awhile since he’d had anything inside him, too long and he’d forgot how good it felt.
Jay moved his fingers around inside him, opening him up. “It’s a pity it’s been so long since you last had anything in you, but don’t worry that’s gonna change.” The promise in his words made his cock ache and he squeezed around his fingers.
“Thank you Master.” He replied and Jay chuckled, sliding his fingers out, only to add a third, making Rich gasp.
“Such a needy slut.” Jay twisted his fingers as he spread them, the tips catching his spot a little as he did. “Don’t worry, you’ll get filled up more soon.” He moved his fingers a little more, spreading his fingers as wide as he could before removing them completely, making him let out a soft whine.
Jay chuckled again and Rich could hear him moving around again behind him. He hoped that he was getting his dick out, slathering it in lube so he was ready to fuck him.
It wasn’t long before Rich felt something against his hole, accompanied by hands holding onto him as it pushed into him. He moaned in pleasure as he filled him up, his eyelids fluttering as it sank deep inside him. It felt so good to be filled again, the shaft so big and it felt so…
“Oh you look good filled up.” Jay spoke up and when Rich opened his eyes he saw him standing there in front of him, a smirk on his face. “What? You thought I’d be filling your ass? No, not yet.” He groped himself through his trousers, his bulge obvious in the leather. “But I’ll take your throat.”
Rich nodded, drooling a little as Jay undid his fly to pull out his dick. Behind him Darran moved, fucking him steadily. He felt bigger than he remembered him being, though he could be wrong as it had been awhile since he’d saw him. He didn’t get much chance to think on it further as he parted his lips, taking his Jay’s dick into his mouth.
He was out of practice when it came to sucking cock, though it was like riding a bike, it easily came back to him. Jay’s fingers gripped onto his hair, holding on as he thrust his hips and filled his throat. Rich worked to squeeze his lips around him, flicking his tongue as he looked up at the other man. “Mmmm not bad, you’re made for this aren’t you? Made to be filled.” All Rich could do was moan around him, sending vibrations through his thick cock. Jay let out another chuckle, though this one was equal parts moan as well as laugh. “Such a needy slut, I bet you missed this.”
Rich had to admit he was right, he missed being filled up, at either end but it was even better being filled at both. He may never have done anything like this, but back in the day he’d loved sucking cock and taking it up the ass. But, well, it had been awhile.
His dick ached and he found himself rutting against the sheets. It wasn’t entirely his fault, Darran’s thrusts were causing him to rock his hips against the bedsheets. The rubber made the friction of it feel different, but it was a good kind of different.
“You can cum in the suit if you want, you don’t have to worry about that.” Jay’s soft voice sounded a little breathless and Rich looked at him, feeling grateful. He sucked on him more, wanting to get him off as well, even more than he wanted to cum himself.
“Mmm…” Jay gave his hair another tug, thrusting against his face. “You’ll have to grow this out again, you looked so good with long hair.” Rich nodded, lapping at his dick again, feeling it throb against his tongue. “Now swallow it all down like a good slut.”
Jay thrust his hips a few move times, before painting the back of his throat. Rich dutifully swallowed it all down as Jay pulled back, his dick looking so pretty covered in his saliva. “Fuck him hard until he cums.”
“Yes master.” Darran replied and his movements became faster, rougher. Rich wished that he could see, though he was too lost in the sensation of it all. Each thrust Darran made in him caught his spot now and it was driving him crazy. He was sweating even more in the suit and he knew he was going to cum soon, even though his cock was untouched.
It took only a few more thrusts for Rich to cum, spraying the inside of the suit with his load, leaving him panting heavily.
Darran kept fucking him through his orgasm and then for awhile after as well. “Alright, as fun as it would be to see you fuck him until he’s a crying mess I think we can leave that for another time.”
“Yes master.” Darran stopped instantly and pulled out of him, stepping back. Rich felt something get stuffed inside him,then the suit was zipped back up.
“Come now slut, I don’t know about you but cumming makes me hungry.” Rich nodded taking a moment to catch his breath before moving to stand up, catching sight of Darran. He was in his rubber suit, still fully zipped up, but there was a large rubber dildo strapped around his waist. Somehow he wasn’t surprised by that, but it was strangely hot.
He didn’t get chance to ask about it as they both left the room and Rich got up to follow them. He guessed that would be another thing he’d have to ask them over lunch.
Pairing: Darran Smith/Jay James/Rich Boucher
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Kinktober day 5: Sweat and collaring
Warnings: Bdsm, rubber
Notes: Sequel to this, which I had a feeling I’d do when I wrote it.
Rich had been in two minds about this whole tour. On the one hand it was amazing to be onstage with the guys again, performing in front of crowds of fans again. There was really nothing like it and he knew that they would be doing this all over again.
On the other hand he was eager for the tour to end and had been looking forward to it since it had begun. It had been on his mind a lot, that day when he had walked in on Darran lying on his bed, covered head to toe in rubber.
His new master had took his measurements for his own suit and then the three of them had a chance to talk after Darran’s hood was removed. Rich had got some of his questions answered about their relationship and their dynamic. Most of the questions led to further questions, but they seemed all too happy to answer them.
When he left the next day he had a collar on, but not around his neck, but around his lower leg.
It was still there now, as they did the soundcheck for their second to last show, at Cardiff. Everything seemed to be fine and he was about to excuse himself to get something to eat.
But then he saw Darran out of the corner of his eye at the side of the stage, only he wasn’t alone. Beside him stood Jay, a slight smirk on his face as he watched them. He was dressed much the same as he was that fateful day, his muscular arms on display and Rich almost played the wrong chord. Thank fuck for muscle memory.
“Hey Jay!” Matt spoke up as soon as he saw them and the whole band that was onstage turned their attention to them, instruments being set down which Rich was grateful for. “It’s good to see you again man.”
“You too.” Jay smiled as he walked onstage with Darran. The others probably wouldn’t notice, but Rich caught that Darran was walking a few paces behind him. “It’s been far too long. I’m excited to see you guys play later.” His eyes met Rich’s and a shiver went through him. “Darran’s gonna show me around the venue, fancy joining us Rich?”
“Yeah, of course.” Rich nodded, swallowing before looking at the others. “I’ll see you guys later.”
Jay grinned and gave the others a wave, before heading offstage with Darran and Rich behind him.
***
Rich had half expected the tour to be a pretence to get them into some quiet space, so was surprised when it was a genuine tour of the venue. There were various members of the crew and staff milling around pretty much everywhere they went, so it wasn’t as if there wasn’t much privacy. He missed the old days where you could just duck in an unused room and get head.
They spent the time making small talk, with Jay asking how the tour was going and other questions like that.
It wasn’t until they arrived in the band’s dressing room that Jay turned to look at him, that smirk back on his face. “You might be pleased to know that your suit has arrived and it’s waiting for you.”
“Yes master, I’m looking forward to wearing it.” Jay smiled, reaching up and tracing his fingers along Rich’s cheek, down to his neck.
“Oh I know you are.” His voice was soft as he spoke, his fingers surrounding his neck but not squeezing. “I bet you’ve been wanting every chance you get, picturing yourself in it.” It was true, along with memories of Darran in his own suit. He nodded wordlessly and Jay smirked. “Well you better not touch yourself again.” His fingers squeezed his throat, but only slightly, enough to make him gasp. “Understand?”
“Yes Master.” Rich nodded, a little breathless.
“Good.” Jay removed his hand completely, grinning. “Now, let’s get back to the tour. I assume this place has somewhere to eat, because I’m hungry.”
***
There wasn’t time for them to have a moment alone the rest of the day. The closest they’d got was when Darran and Jay kissed when the band came offstage. That, of course, raised questions from the rest of the band, but Jay ducked out without answering them.
Then it was all a bit of a rush, a mix of getting everything packed up, meeting fans and all the other general post show activities. By the end of the night they were back on the bus, driving to their last show of the tour down in London.
***
A few days later he was back at Darran’s place, anticipation making his heart race. He’d been thinking about returning here all tour, but these last days had been harder because he couldn’t actually do anything with those thoughts. Sure he probably could have took his dick in hand somewhere and wanked until he came but he’d have a feeling that Darran would know somehow. And even if he didn’t, he would know and he didn’t want to disappoint his new master even though he wasn’t there.
After saying goodbye to the others Darran had driven them back here. He’d offered to make a detour back to Rich’s to drop his things off, but he didn’t see the point. After all it’s not like he’d need them, for a few days at least.
Once they were stood outside the door, Darran rang the doorbell and waited. They didn’t have to wait long as soon the door open and Jay stood there, dressed much like he was that first day. He worked tight leather trousers and the sleeveless tee was white this time. “Ah good, you’re both here.” He smirked as he looked at them both, both setting his gaze on Darran.
“Yes master.” Darran bowed his head slightly and Jay reached up, wrapping a black collar around his neck, buckling it in place.
“Head upstairs and get in your suit.”
“Yes master.” Darran replied and, when Jay stepped aside, he disappeared up the stairs.
Jay then fixed his gaze on Rich and he saw that he had another collar in his hand. “Let me put this on you.”
“Yes master.” Rich crouched down a little to make it easier and Jay repeated what he did to Darran, buckling it in place before stepping inside and gesturing Rich to follow. He wasn’t sure why, but having the collar around his neck just felt right, even more so than the strap that was around his leg.
“You haven’t touched yourself since we last met have you?” His tone was almost conversational as he led him into the living room, much to Rich’s surprise.
“No master.” He replied honestly. “Though it has been hard.”
“I expect so, your filthy mind is no doubt filled with depraved thoughts.” Jay turned to face him, smirking as he looked him up and down. “You will strip naked and remain standing here until I return for you.”
Rich swallowed but nodded. “Yes master.”
And then Jay was gone, without another word, leaving him alone to undress. Rich took his shoes off first, setting them near the door and then he took off his jacket, draping it over the back of the nearest chair. His t-shirt joined it, followed by his jeans and then his underwear, leaving him naked apart from the strap around his neck and his collar. He put his hands behind his back as he waited, taking a few deep breaths, wondering what was going on upstairs.
Of course Darran was putting on his rubber suit again, but what was Jay doing? Was he just watching? Was he restraining him? Was he fucking him? He hoped it wasn’t the latter, but then again he didn’t know if Jay was as pent up as they were.
His thoughts were interrupted as he heard footsteps come down the stairs. Jay soon entered the room, giving him an approving look as he took him in. Following a few steps behind him was Darran, covered in shiny black rubber from the neck down. “Good boy. You follow instructions well.” Rich felt an excited sniffer run through him at Jay’s words. “I assume that you’re now ready for your first experience with rubber?”
“Yes master.” Rich replied, his eagerness obvious to his own ears and Jay seemed amused.
“Good.” He looked at Darran, stroking his rubber chest. “Stay here until I call for you.” Darran nodded, leaning into the touch and Jay kissed him briefly, before glancing back at him. “You, come with me”
“Yes master.” Rich nodded and followed him out of the room, going back up the stairs. Jay led him past Darran’s room, instead opening up another bedroom, stepping inside and gesturing to the bed. There, lying across the sheets, were two rubber suits. One was transparent making it almost invisible against the sheets, while the other was a deep purple.
“Obviously Darran has a claim on black rubber and, as appealing as it would be to have you matching, I thought something different would work better. This one.” He stepped closer to the bed and ran his fingers along the clear one. “I got so I’d be able to enjoy your ink while you wore it. While this one.” His hand went to the purple. “Well, I just thought it would suit you.” He looked from the rubber to Rich with a slight smirk. “As it’s your first time you can pick which one you want to wear.”
He stepped away from the bed, moving to stand against the wall. “Pick one and put it on. Take your time if you need to.”
“Thank you master.” Rich stepped closer to them, looking between them both. He reached for them and stroked the shiny material, marvelling at how it felt like he rubber Darran had worn when he was last here. His dick twitched a little as he thought how it would feel against his skin. He looked between the two suits and they really did seem identical apart from the colour. He could definitely see the appeal of the one which would show off his ink, but he was more drawn to the other one.
He grabbed the purple one off the bed, pulling down the zipper at the back and stepping into it, sliding it up his body in the same way Darran had shown him at his previous visit. The rubber clung to his skin and he let out a soft moan from the sensation, sliding his hands into the arms of the suit.
“Good choice.” Jay spoke up from behind him, closer now and he pulled up the back zipper of the suit, sealing him inside. He placed a hand on Rich’s side, guiding him to turn around and he looked him over. “Mmm it suits you.” He shifted his hand to stroke over his chest, looking up to meet his gaze. “How does it feel?”
“Good master.” Rich replied, taking a few moments to take it in before continuing. “It feels tight, but in a good way.”
“Good.” Jay’s fingers kept moving lower, stopping to cup his bulge through the rubber. “Both suits came with matching hoods, but we’ll leave them off for now.” He gave Rich’s cock a squeeze, making him let out a needy moan. “I’m guessing you want something else now don’t you?”
Rich nodded, his hips rocking into his touch and Jay chuckled softly. “Yes master, please.”
“Of course you do.” Jay stoked his fingers back up the rubber that covered him and he smirked. “Be a good slut and bend over the bed then stay there.”
“Yes Master.” Rich felt a shiver of excitement go through him as turned around and bent over the bed, sticking his ass out in his direction.
Jay slapped his rubber clad ass hard, the material dulling what he actually felt, but it still sent a jolt through him. “I’ll be back.” He heard Jay move and then he was out of the room and Rich had to stop himself from letting out a needy sound. He thought that Jay was heading to the other room, maybe to get some lube or something, but instead he could hear him head down the stairs. He could only assume, and hope, that he was just going to get Darran.
He stayed there, laid across the bed, for what felt like a long time but was probably only a few minutes. He felt himself sweat under the rubber, the feeling making him squirm slightly. Eventually he heard footsteps come back up the stairs, and he could tell that it was two people. For a brief moment his mind had the thought that the other person wasn’t Darran, but was someone else entirely. The thought made his cheeks flush, though he quickly shook it from his head. He waited with bated breath for them to join him, but instead heard them move around in one of the other rooms meaning he had to wait longer. Fuck, the anticipation was killing him.
“Good boy, you stayed put.” Jay spoke in his soft voice from the doorway and Rich felt relieved, but didn’t respond. “Now let’s work on giving you want you want hmm?” He heard Jay get closer, then felt his hand on him, running his fingers down the back of the rubber suit. “Mmmm this really does suit you.” His fingers gave his ass a squeeze, before slowly pulling down a zipper. It was in roughly the same place as the one he’d undone on Darran that faithful day, and he felt air hit his ass which made him let out a soft gasp. “Now let’s get to work opening you up.”
He heard a few sounds behind him and he could picture Jay squirting lube over his fingers, slicking them up. His dick twitched in the rubber, even before he felt his touch on his skin, parting his cheeks to expose his hole.
“Mm…” Jay hummed to himself and Rich felt him spit on it before he started to work two fingers into him. Rich let out a moan at the intrusion, squeezing his eyes shut. It had been awhile since he’d had anything inside him, too long and he’d forgot how good it felt.
Jay moved his fingers around inside him, opening him up. “It’s a pity it’s been so long since you last had anything in you, but don’t worry that’s gonna change.” The promise in his words made his cock ache and he squeezed around his fingers.
“Thank you Master.” He replied and Jay chuckled, sliding his fingers out, only to add a third, making Rich gasp.
“Such a needy slut.” Jay twisted his fingers as he spread them, the tips catching his spot a little as he did. “Don’t worry, you’ll get filled up more soon.” He moved his fingers a little more, spreading his fingers as wide as he could before removing them completely, making him let out a soft whine.
Jay chuckled again and Rich could hear him moving around again behind him. He hoped that he was getting his dick out, slathering it in lube so he was ready to fuck him.
It wasn’t long before Rich felt something against his hole, accompanied by hands holding onto him as it pushed into him. He moaned in pleasure as he filled him up, his eyelids fluttering as it sank deep inside him. It felt so good to be filled again, the shaft so big and it felt so…
“Oh you look good filled up.” Jay spoke up and when Rich opened his eyes he saw him standing there in front of him, a smirk on his face. “What? You thought I’d be filling your ass? No, not yet.” He groped himself through his trousers, his bulge obvious in the leather. “But I’ll take your throat.”
Rich nodded, drooling a little as Jay undid his fly to pull out his dick. Behind him Darran moved, fucking him steadily. He felt bigger than he remembered him being, though he could be wrong as it had been awhile since he’d saw him. He didn’t get much chance to think on it further as he parted his lips, taking his Jay’s dick into his mouth.
He was out of practice when it came to sucking cock, though it was like riding a bike, it easily came back to him. Jay’s fingers gripped onto his hair, holding on as he thrust his hips and filled his throat. Rich worked to squeeze his lips around him, flicking his tongue as he looked up at the other man. “Mmmm not bad, you’re made for this aren’t you? Made to be filled.” All Rich could do was moan around him, sending vibrations through his thick cock. Jay let out another chuckle, though this one was equal parts moan as well as laugh. “Such a needy slut, I bet you missed this.”
Rich had to admit he was right, he missed being filled up, at either end but it was even better being filled at both. He may never have done anything like this, but back in the day he’d loved sucking cock and taking it up the ass. But, well, it had been awhile.
His dick ached and he found himself rutting against the sheets. It wasn’t entirely his fault, Darran’s thrusts were causing him to rock his hips against the bedsheets. The rubber made the friction of it feel different, but it was a good kind of different.
“You can cum in the suit if you want, you don’t have to worry about that.” Jay’s soft voice sounded a little breathless and Rich looked at him, feeling grateful. He sucked on him more, wanting to get him off as well, even more than he wanted to cum himself.
“Mmm…” Jay gave his hair another tug, thrusting against his face. “You’ll have to grow this out again, you looked so good with long hair.” Rich nodded, lapping at his dick again, feeling it throb against his tongue. “Now swallow it all down like a good slut.”
Jay thrust his hips a few move times, before painting the back of his throat. Rich dutifully swallowed it all down as Jay pulled back, his dick looking so pretty covered in his saliva. “Fuck him hard until he cums.”
“Yes master.” Darran replied and his movements became faster, rougher. Rich wished that he could see, though he was too lost in the sensation of it all. Each thrust Darran made in him caught his spot now and it was driving him crazy. He was sweating even more in the suit and he knew he was going to cum soon, even though his cock was untouched.
It took only a few more thrusts for Rich to cum, spraying the inside of the suit with his load, leaving him panting heavily.
Darran kept fucking him through his orgasm and then for awhile after as well. “Alright, as fun as it would be to see you fuck him until he’s a crying mess I think we can leave that for another time.”
“Yes master.” Darran stopped instantly and pulled out of him, stepping back. Rich felt something get stuffed inside him,then the suit was zipped back up.
“Come now slut, I don’t know about you but cumming makes me hungry.” Rich nodded taking a moment to catch his breath before moving to stand up, catching sight of Darran. He was in his rubber suit, still fully zipped up, but there was a large rubber dildo strapped around his waist. Somehow he wasn’t surprised by that, but it was strangely hot.
He didn’t get chance to ask about it as they both left the room and Rich got up to follow them. He guessed that would be another thing he’d have to ask them over lunch.
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Date: 2023-10-19 10:56 pm (UTC)jay is very 👀 in this I can’t lie like he definitely suits the role of master somehow!!! I liked the idea of wearing a collar on the leg I’ve never thought of that before I didn’t know it was a thing!! also I had no idea that different colour rubber suits existed I had only seen black ones lmao I was kinda hoping he would have chosen the clear one bc the idea of that rly intrigues me tbh idky 🤔
I rly liked seeing everything from rich’s pov it was almost like a slave training kind of vibe and it hit just right 👌 I was surprised to see Darren topping him actually bc my only knowledge of him was from the first part and he seemed like a complete sub 💀 I like the dynamic better that they’re both switches tho, it makes things more interesting!!!
lovely work as usual ! :3
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Date: 2023-10-20 12:20 am (UTC)Yeah he really is! I need to do him dommy more! Oh thank! Originally it was gonna be a traditional positioned collar but I figured Rich would wanna be more discreet than that soo! (I dunno if it’s an actual thing but wouldn’t be surprised!) I don’t know if clear ones actually exist (and if not they should for inked boys!) but I’ve definitely seen other colours! Mostly red and purple, but yee black is the standard which is a shame. That’s valid!
Awww yay I’m glad!yeah he’s mostly got a sub vibe, but as soon as I got the image of him doing that I had to use it!
Yayy thank🖤🖤
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Date: 2023-10-29 10:03 pm (UTC)I really liked how Rich was torn for the entire tour, excited to be back with FFAF doing what he loves, but also excited for what will be happening after, and is a little distracted as a result. Makes me curious to know the dynamics of him and Darran whilst doing the three shows. Also I appreciate this line SOOO much. Rich almost played the wrong chord. Thank fuck for muscle memory. Of course Rich wouldn't play a wrong chord and be shit like that useless stand in guy, regardless of what is going on. He is a professional of course. ♥
I loved when Rich and Darran went straight to Jay's after the tour was over, and Jay barely took any time to collar the pair and then quiz Rich on whether he'd touched himself. Which of course he hadn't ;) Another thing I really loved was the clear imbalance. Jay treats Darran as 'more' than Rich, obviously because the pair of them are in an established relationship. And Rich is the outsider, which is fine of course, as Rich knows the pair of them are a proper couple so to speak, and doesn't make any comment on it. And neither does Jay.
It's a shame that Rich didn't choose the clear suit to show off his tattoos. Makes me wonder if one of the draws of Rich for Jay is the fact that he does has tattoos; Darran doesn't have any ink after all.
And then how Jay just leaves him there waiting. Totally intentional, he definitely took longer than required. But that's part of the fun right?! And then when he returns he hopes the second person with him is Darran, but doesn't mind if it's someone else?? Yeah get in that submissive mindset ahaha.
I enjoyed how Rich noted that Darran felt 'bigger' than he remembered but didn't really pay it much mind as he was just happy to be fucked from both ends, and was enjoying sucking Jay off just as much as getting a good fucking from Darran ♥
And then when Rich just ejaculates into the suit, love that Jay is kind enough to let him cum and doesn't care what he does to the suit, so to speak. :D Also - “Alright, as fun as it would be to see you fuck him until he’s a crying mess I think we can leave that for another time.” DAMN
The ending where it's revealed that Darran has fucked him with a strap on :D I wasn't surprised but I loved the twist, heh.
I really like how you wrote Rich in this. He has that ever so slight dommy streak (you know dom!Rich is my fave) but at the same time is happy just to be a slut. You've really captured him well, like I was saying earlier about him being chill and laid back...he just seems happy to go with the flow and take whatever role Jay wants to give him ;)
Sorry I took so long to reply to this. I did really really love it and would be very intrigued to see more again! 👀
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Date: 2023-10-30 02:02 pm (UTC)Of course! He was so excited for the tour of course, but knowing what ep would happen once it was over… I don’t think I had any specifics for their dynamics on the tour, Mainly because I figured they’d be with the others too much! But it’d be interesting to think about. and hee of course! He definitely is!
Hee yeah they were both so eager to get back!😏 Oh thanks, I’m glad it worked out! It was interesting to write something like that, with a dynamic like that. I think there’s also the element of it being new and not knowing if Rich is gonna be a casual thing or become more permanent
I think it ended up being a coin flip which he went for because I couldn’t decide. But yeah that’s definitely one of the draws!
Of course! Jay absolutely took longer than necessary, he’s as eager as they are but he wants to see if he can behave (and sweat too!) hee he of course!
Oh yeah his slutty side was definitely happy to be filled! 😏
Yeah jays so kind for that😏 and it absolutely is a hot thought! I did consider having that happen at one point but decided to just add the line hinting it was to come😏
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Oh thank you! I’m so glad that you thought so! That makes me so happy😁 Who knows maybe Jay will let him dom sometime😏
Oh that’s ok! I’m glad you were able to!💜
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Date: 2023-10-31 06:49 pm (UTC)Yeah that's what I mean :D They wouldn't do anything as such but they'd both know about the other and what was about to happen once the shows were over after all.
Yes of course! I like that it could go either ways, I definitely see Rich as being a casual thing but visiting semi-frequently. If that makes sense.
Well with regards to that line, I would love to see it happen at some point. Doesn't even have to be as a follow up to this fic, heh. Side note, I have had a fic idea for a while where he will be fucked into a crying mess.......
And I'm glad! Like I said, I really enjoyed how you captured his domminess, how he has this dominant streak but chooses not to act on it as he is happy to go with the flow and be a slut as well :D :D
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Date: 2023-11-01 02:10 pm (UTC)Exactly! Makes you wonder what Darran thinks of it all😏
Yeah exactly! I definitely see it as a kinda casual thing (and ‘see where it goes’) but we’ll see if I revist them if that changes
Maybe it’ll happen😏 and ohh nice! I’m intrigued!
Thanks! I’m glad!💜 it was nice to do something like that